This is My Juggernaut Journey

The joy of growing up filled his chest, and after a while, he looked back at the girl next to him, wanting to find a comparison for himself, but he was discovered by others as soon as he activated his cheating eyes.

Musashi, who was resting his head on his hands, immediately shuddered, and while rubbing his forearms, he looked at Yuzuru in amazement: "You, what are you doing!?"

"It's nothing, I want to treat you as a combat unit." Yuzuru smiled, the glance just now was lucky, seeing 'B', but I don't know what it refers to.

"Why do I feel a deep malice..." Musashi certainly didn't know a young man named Genichiro, but the malice was still very obvious, and he asked with great interest: "The previous combat power Who is the unit?"

"That's an old friend of mine." Yuzuru leaned on the side of his face, looked at the dancing flames and replied: "The former opponent, the later companion and subordinate."

"Did you meet Mr. Yixin there too?" Musashi was quite familiar with him, and even changed his address.

"Yes, that is my second hometown. I have the opportunity to show you there."

"Including seeing your wife?" Seeing Yuzuru was stunned immediately, Musashi narrowed his eyes with a smile and waved his hands: "I'm just kidding, I will definitely go, I want to see why your life is so colorful."

"Are you envious?"

"A little bit, but I live very well, so I'm not particularly envious~~" Musashi stretched his waist, and said to himself: "Pursue a higher level of kendo, learn swords from masters, learn swords from farmers, and learn swords from farmers. It’s such a pleasant journey for a monk to learn swords!”

"It seems that we envy each other." Yuxian shook his head, he likes the pure life that unloads the burden.

"Honestly, Yuzuru." The flame swayed, illuminating Musashi's side face, and she could see that she was serious: "I have seen your sword skills, and they are really outstanding, you must have been studying this skill deeply. "

Speaking of swordsmanship, both of them had a strong sense of self, Yuxian pondered a little, and replied: "I am really good at swordsmanship, it seems that you are more heavy swordsman?"

It seems mysterious, but it is actually the difference between the sword of skill and the sword of spirit. Both of them pay equal attention to each other, but with a little more emphasis.

Musashi nodded, showing a longing look: "Well, I want to reach the realm of the sky!"

Kong has entered the Dao, not only swordsmanship, but also the realm that Shi, Dao, etc. are striving for. Yuxian also knows that this is not a digital lethality, but a state of swordsmanship. But when the realm goes up, the combat power will of course become stronger.

Yizhidao, Wukong, Kong, Ji...

Executioners who pay attention to beheading don't know what level they are, maybe they are close to nothingness. After all, there are thousands of ways, and being upright and unyielding, cutting off fate should also be one of them. This is close to philosophy, which can only be understood but not expressed in words. Clenching his fists, he muttered to himself:

"No matter what state you are in, it is a good knife to defeat the enemy!"

"Well, so our pursuits are different." Musashi smiled and expressed his understanding. The past, childhood, and purpose of traveling the world are all different between the two, but this does not prevent the two from becoming confidants.

"So I want to use your sword skills to hone my sword skills!"

Musashi didn't bother with the heroic swordsman at all, a Yuzuru Himura and Yixin Weiming far exceeded her expectations.

"Master Yuzuru, there is a cavalry approaching from behind!"

The observation post on the slope issued an early warning, and the people who were sleeping soundly in the forest jumped up instantly. After a bloody battle, the rest were elite.

"Let's go, let's go see the reinforcements who are always late." Yuzuru smiled mockingly, and stood up patted.

Regarding the "Tao" just discussed, he has no time to explore, let alone the ability to choose the world to challenge others, and he has no chance to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to carefully recall the past.

He can only shuttle through the sea of ​​blood, learn from cutting with the blade, and become stronger and stronger until the end of the sword!

PS: The first update, ask for the blade!

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It was night, and the candlelight was dark, illuminating a few faces with uncertain weather.

"Really? It's really difficult." The old man above sighed, but the smile in the corner of his mouth didn't look like it was difficult at all. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, and asked, "Sojiro, what do you think?" ?”

"I stand firmly on the side of Yuzuru-sama!" The samurai with the splint on his hand had bright eyes, licked his dry lips, and then explained: "No matter how powerful the swordsman is, if he doesn't attack the Matsudaira family, he will be useless." However, Yuzuru Himura's strength is no less than that of Tajima Mori-sama, and he is really fighting for his family!"

"Huh? It seems that after the First World War, you were very convinced by Yuzuru Himura." Masayuki Matsudaira, who was next to the daimyo, frowned, slightly reproachful.

"I'm guilty, but those scars can't be faked!" The general waiter showed shame, and murmured: "But the survival of the family must depend on Yuzuru and Musashi-sama. It is no different from a piece of paper in front of you! If the two adults don't believe it, I can have a laparotomy to prove it!"

Weeping blood and telling the story, the two high-level officials looked at each other. Is the matter so exaggerated?But they all read the summary after the war. Soujiro could be deceived, so it is impossible for the hundreds of people who survived to be under the illusion.

They moved their sitting postures. It was unclear whether the cushions were uncomfortable or because they felt nervous. Masayuki Matsudaira said kindly, "Sojiro, Shimosou-sama and I trust you."

After all, it is his illegitimate son who can decide to bring Yuxian to Tuqi city without authorization, of course father believes in his son.

"Go down and rest, I will think about it carefully." Matsudaira Tadaaki waved his hand.

"I'll take my leave." Soujiro stood up, limped a few steps, and turned his head uneasy: "If the two adults can see it for themselves, they will definitely know how urgent the situation is now, don't say The Xiazong Kingdom and even the whole world are in danger of overthrowing!!"

"I know, I know."

After Xiao Xing closed the paper door, he lit more candles in the living room, and the sudden light illuminated more facial details.

Doubtful, nervous, anxious and forced to believe, the two supreme powersmen of Shimosou Kingdom are deliberating. The confrontation that just happened can be regarded as one of the worst incidents since the opening of Tokugawa. Yagyu Munemoto has not yet spoken, and the subordinate generals and attendant generals have already Yelling, beating, and killing.

In terms of law and common sense, they should immediately arrest Yuxian and behead him, but fortunately, these two people are not stupid. One of the reasons is that, as Sojiro said, the power of a peerless master is always needed for protection, and more importantly, fundamental Can't catch it.

Putting Musashi aside, they have been able to infer the power of Yuzuru from the remaining scenes and reports. To be honest, laws and common sense don't work on this swordsman, because his sword is the truth!

"Well, you can't touch him, at least you can't touch him until the 'Huasheng' is eliminated. The whole of Japan can't find a master who is so good at dealing with those dirty things." Matsudaira Tadaaki stroked the pure white goatee under his jaw, and already preliminary decision.

"Follow the order." The middle-aged man nodded and accepted the order, thinking that the elimination of Huasheng would have nothing to do with Yuzuru Himura, and asked again: "Then, do you need to hide it from the General?"

Now that metamorphosis is everywhere, it is quite normal for a messenger to die on the road.

"No, let them complain."

"Then how to deal with the general's reprimand?" Matsudaira was taken aback, the current shogun Tokugawa Iemitsu didn't show any kindness when he deprived the territory.

The old man came to the window with his hands behind his back, and said in a low voice, "Don't hear, don't tell, don't respond, what do you think about being a general?"